I've Transmigrated Into This Movie Before

Chapter 13

13: The Initial Goodwill

Boss Qu was enraged.

He didn't care if this would affect the operations of the circus, he stubbornly wanted all the reserves to graduate prematurely and became the stars of the other tent.

"It's all your fault!" Boss Qu viciously declared while grabbing onto the hair of Chen Jun Yan in the torture chamber. "Be it you or Long Er, none of you are getting away! Everyone is picking a wooden doll from the box today!"

Chen Jun Yan's face was full of bruises, he slowly opened his eyes, squinting, and asked him with a smile, "Is Miss terrified of you now?" Boss Qu's face twitched, then he laughed.

"You're good, very good." He loosened his grip, Chen Jun Yan grunted as he fell to the ground. Boss Qu looked down on him and laughed, "You're atrocious, you're even worse than me. If not for what happened today, I would have kept you, nurtured you, because you definitely could survive very well in this abhorrent world."

After he was done saying his piece he picked up the wooden box that was on the table, he was stupefied for an unknown reason. After he got his senses back, he put down the wooden box and told Chen Jun Yan without looking at him, "You have to give thanks to Miss, this is an opportunity she begged me to give you. You can pick your wooden doll, or let me choose, will use the most cruel method to transform all of you."

The door opened and a single ray of moonlight shined on the face of Chen Jun Yan: It slowly shrunk and disappeared from his face as the door to the room was sealed shut.

Outside of the door, Boss Qu looked at the night sky and waved off his servants. He held lantern as he walked home alone, the snow made a crunching sound as he stepped on them, he braced the wind and snow before he entered his home. He smiled as he delivered the words he painstakingly came up with on the way back, "Ning'er, didn't you think my facial hair is an eyesore? Come, let Papa have a taste of your shaving skills"

He cherished his facial hair a lot, but it was nothing compared to his daughter.Ning Ning looked at him with a complicated expression, she didn't know how to answer him, because..... she had once again failed to sustain her role as Qu Ning'er. No, the situation was even worse, she had been completely tom apart from Qu Ning'er.

Qu Ning'er's indifference was conflicting with Ning Ning's conscience. Ning Ning's conscience was condemning Qu Ning'er's indifference. In the end, Indifference couldn't beat conscience, which was why it had become another tragic play. The person standing In the room now was Ning Ning, the young actress who could no longer portray Qu Ning'er.

Looking at Boss Qu being dazed for a short while, Ning Ning grabbed the razor and walked towards him.

Wang Ma silently lit a candle by the side. The light from the flickering flame shone in his eyes, dyeing his eyes a warm golden colour. When the razor shaved the final strands of facial hair, it revealed a face that looked like It belonged to someone between a young adult and a middle aged man. It was cold and gentle, cruel and determined, it was even a little handsome. Stern yet beautiful, like a razor in a snowy night

He suddenly spoke, "I know what you did."

Ning Ning's hand that was holding the razor trembled..

Blood was flowing from the small cut, but Boss Qu was unbothered by it. He slowly faced towards Ning Ning, smiling gently yet begrudgingly, "1 know that you rigged what's in the box".

At the same time, in the torture chamber, Chen Jun Yan laid flat on the ground, thinking about Miss Qu. He thought of what Miss said just before she left.

She came by a little earlier than Boss Qu. She got rid of all the guards with her usual arrogance, cut the rope that was tying his hands and feet with a sharp pair of scissors then pointed outside the door and said, "Go."

In a daze, it felt like he was back to that afternoon, to the game among friends.

"Where would I go?" Chen Jun Yan suddenly smiled.

"Go home of course." Miss said rightfully.

"I don't know where my house is at the moment, I was kidnapped when I was 10. Chen Jun Yan lald on the floor unmovingly, staring at the celling above him without blinking, "I will leave when the opportunity arises. I would have left last time if I wanted to leave, but I did not. Because I hate Boss Qu, I hate this circus, and hate you. If all of you don't receive retribution, there would be no point in me leaving this place!"

Though he had words full of righteousness, his heart was saying, 'Help me, I can't die yet!'He couldn't ask for help directly, because everyone admired a person who have no regards for life and death. But he couldn't go overboard, if he was too stubborn he wouldn't get what he wanted.

If life was a movie or a play, then the act right now was the most important in Chen Jun Yan's life. Life or death depended on whether he could touch Miss's heart.Moreover, does freedom truly lie outside the door?" Since they couldn't see each other well in the dark, the thing that could touch her was his voice. Chen Jun Yan allowed his voice to sound weak.

Miss fell silent, then her voice rang out from the darkness: "I know you are acting in front of me."

Chen Jun Yan choked on his words. All of a sudden he felt cold sweat, he even shivered a little, his entire body was enveloped by a fear that was Infinitely close to the fear of death.

"But I will save you," Miss laughed bitterly, she said with an attitude that was somewhat like her but yet not, "I will save all of you."

After a brief moment, Chen Jun Yan laughed so hard he trembled. "I don't believe you, Miss."The flashback ended, Chen Jun Yan then asked himself, did he really not belleve her? If that was the case, what was he waiting for? What was he disappointed for? What was he hating on?

"You said you would definitely come to my rescue me, but you didn't turn up." Chen Jun Yan mumbled, "It's a good thing didn't believe you. In this hell, there are no good people, no friends, no trust, there's nothing..."

Boss Qu walked out leaving the wooden box on the table. Chen Jun Yan laughed sarcastically.